Bird. Flipping.

Well.
I guess ducks aren't so kind after all. *watches illusions fly firmly out of window*

I mean, it's not like I haven't been good to them. I went out of my way to make sure they survive the winter. I trudged through snow and ice. Risked life and limbs, or at the very least getting wet and cold. I WORRIED about them. I cycled around the lake just to see if they are still all there. I had to swallow the lump in my throat when two of them went missing. I called them sweet, silly names.
I wrote about them in my Blips - I called them my BFF's for gawd's sake!
And then, one day, without any explanation whatsoever, this is what you get in return.

A flippin' bird.

*sobs quietly*